Articles #Jehy

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It’s all right if it’s foolish
The traces of the dream I look out over… Goodbye,
Days of my youth

Entrusting my body to the current, someday I’ll become an adult
Will I become dirty, little by little?

Only the mature fruits are chosen
And cut with a knife before being gulped down

We aimed for Shangri-La- without suppressing our desire,
Covered in daydreams, we kept searching for “freedom”
Now we can say it- this is paradise
Goodbye, days of my youth

We wanted to grab the highest apple
Even if we had to stand on our precious things to reach it

We only notice what’s important to us when we lose it
We who are very young are always missing the target

Suppressing happy days makes me feel unstable
Although I’m wounded, I want to fly away
It’s all right if it’s foolish, the traces of the dream I look out over
Goodbye, days of my youth

The shining sky was dressed in innocence
But it knew everything…

We aimed for Shangri-La- without suppressing our desire,
Covered in daydreams, we kept searching for “freedom”
I’ll surely leave the distance behind, knowing my own largeness
With my inexperienced heart not understanding even that
Now I can say it- this is paradise
Goodbye, days of my youth